>When he returned from Germany, in 1936, Cioran did a brief stint as a high school philosophy teacher in Braşov, in central Romania. This, too, was a spectacular failure, the last attempt he made to keep a full-time job. During a logic class, for instance, Cioran would tell the high school students that everything in the universe was irremediably sick, including the principle of identity. When a student once asked him, “What’s ethics, sir?” Cioran told the student he shouldn’t worry, that there was no such thing as ethics. His classes were in a perpetual state of chaos, and the students were as puzzled as his colleagues by this unlikeliest of teachers. When Cioran eventually quit, the principal, to celebrate, drank himself into a stupor.
>Cioran would do anything, except take up a job. Doing so would have been the failure of his life. “For me,” an older Cioran remembers, “the main thing was to safeguard my freedom. Had I ever accepted to take up an office job, to make a living, I would have failed.” In order not to fail, then, he chose a path most would consider failure embodied, but Cioran knew that failure is always a complicated affair. “I avoided at any price the humiliation of a career […] I preferred to live like a parasite [rather] than to destroy myself by keeping a job.” As all great idlers know, there is perfection in inaction: Cioran was not only aware of it, but he also cultivated it all his life. When an interviewer asked him about his working routines, Cioran answered: “Most of the time I don’t do anything. I am the idlest man in Paris […] the only one who does less than I do is a whore without clients.”
Yeah, I'm thinking he's based
When he returned from Germany, in 1936, Cioran did a brief stint as a high school philosophy teacher in Braşov...
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Book of Delusions saved my life.
worthless scum, his works deserve to be beneath history's heel. He is weak like his adherents who flock to him for wicked sick nihilist street cred.
This angers the wagecuck
Calm down wagie, McDonalds needs you in full energy.
I used to be a bit like that then I tried to complete a PhD. Worst decision of my life. At 3 am I'm suppose to be pacing in fast turns around my kitchen table like a maniac obsessing over the metaphysical meaning of Gentzen's logical work, not completing the eigth draft of my meaningless article while trying to hold my tears of rage.
You can do it user! I need the motivation also.
Friendly reminder to cite your sources.
>When Cioran eventually quit, the principal, to celebrate, drank himself into a stupor.
holy kek ahahahaha
Cioran on Nietzsche, from The Trouble of Being Born:
>To a student who wanted to know my position about the author of Zarathustra, I answered that it has been a lot of time since I stopped frequenting him. Why? He asked me. Because I find him naive. I blame his infatuations and his fervors too. He pulled down idols only to replace them with other ones. A false iconoclast with adolescent traits and I don’t know what kind of virginity, what innocence related to his career of lone man. He observed men only from the distance. If he’d observed them closely he never could have conceived and celebrate the Ubermensch: a rummy vision, a laughable, if not grotesque, chimera or caprice that could only spring from the mind of someone who didn't have the time to live, to age, to know the real detachment and the long serene disgust. Marcus Aurelius is much more close to me. There’s no hesitation in me between the absolute lyricism of frenzy and the prose of acceptance. I find more comfort, and even more hope too, in a tired imperator than in a thunderstruck prophet.
I am thankful for the recent Cioran posting, I should download the heights of despair from the genesis russian library ecole and upload it to my kindle next to the book of disquiet.
I found myself rather unhappy trying (enforced by social pressure) to be "life affirming" and I have since found freedom (by way of the pessimists social allowance) in existential despair.
t. the last man
>Were you reading Nietzsche then?
>CIORAN: When I was studying philosophy I wasn’t reading Nietzsche. I read “serious” philosophers. It’s when I finished studying it, at the point when I stopped believing in philosophy, that I began to read Nietzsche. Well, I realized that he wasn’t a philosopher, he was more: a temperament. So, I read him but never systematically. Now and then I’d read things by him, but really I don’t read him anymore. What I consider his most authentic work is his letters, because in them he’s truthful, while in his other work he’s prisoner to his vision. In his letters one sees that he’s just a poor guy, that he’s ill, exactly the opposite of everything he claimed.
>You write in The Trouble with Being Born that you stopped reading him because you found him “too naïve.”
>CIORAN:That’s a bit excessive, yes. It’s because that whole vision, of the will to power and all that, he imposed that grandiose vision on himself because he was a pitiful invalid. Its whole basis was false, nonexistent. His work is an unspeakable megalomania. When one reads the letters he wrote at the same time, one sees that he’s pathetic, it’s very touching, like a character out of Chekhov. I was attached to him in my youth, but not after. He’s a great writer, though, a great stylist.
i'm intrigued
can anyone recommend a book of his with which to start?
>pessimists social allowance
what?
Try his last work, it's a book of aphorisms called "Aveux et anathèmes"
You will think they're silly at first, but keep going, some of them are much deeper than some books
Welcome to the club, buddy
this can't be real. what a fucking redditor.
Is he still read in France?
just an obtuse way to say its comforting that there are people like Cioran that enjoy (possess and benefit from) pessimism as opposed to the rah rah jocko willink always better yourself make something of yourself rhetoric peddled by society as a whole. As an aside I'm in general distrustful of said rhetoric because it feels more like a mechanism of societal self perpetuation than a proper solution for me as an individual. And western culture knows I value myself over society.
Maybe that didn't help I'm not great at articulation
hmm that sounds good, but i'm not sure if that's a great place to begin. can you recommend any of his "canonical" works?
the trouble with being born
Nietzsche has a place in my heart, but I am beginning to agree with this.
>The professor of philosophy at the University of Bucharest who had the most decisive influence on the young Cioran, Nae Ionescu (1890–1940), was by the usual standards a spectacular failure. He didn’t publish any books, his lectures were often plagiarized or improvised on the spot, and sometimes he didn’t show up to classes because he “didn’t have anything to say.” His laziness was legend. Otherwise Ionescu was one of the most brilliant minds of his generation — a “genius,” by many firsthand accounts. Always the philosopher, Ionescu even developed a little theory of failure (which, appropriately, he preferred not to publish)
my sides
How many layers of fedoras this guy could have bought
In History and Utopia (Histoire et Utopie, 1960), for instance, he notes:
>Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out every day: massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without destroying each other, without hating each other to death? As a matter of fact, they do hate each other, but they are not equal to their hatred. And it is this mediocrity, this impotence, that saves society, that assures its continuance, its stability.
Pseud virgin here so never read him. From the sound of it, isn't there some overlap with Cynics "virtue and moral freedom in liberation from desire." ... or did he invent some OC venue compared to that of oldschool Stoics et al?
>implying something about a complete anonymous on the internet
I'll let you in on one nothing- I am Romanian and I SPIT on Cioran. Most of all I spit on you for feeding on the rotting carcass this imbecile has created.
do you have a pdf?
>people start becoming like this whenever civilisation starts to decline
every time
One wonders how the money worked. The multiple book deals must have given something, but he turned down the literary prizes (which at least one user between the two current threads with the same pic has suggested carried cash awards as well).
As I know personally, the life of a bachelor is inexpensive. But since he chose not to be homeless, he was obliged to income or help, one way or another. Good on him for not working, at all events.
>everything in the universe was irremediably sick, including the principle of identity
based as fuck. where do i start with this chad?
Friendly reminder to fuck off back to uni.
absolutely based.
cringe
His partner Simone Boué worked and mostly provided everything for him.
So fucking based i love this guy
Of course you're Romanian, you got all the bitterness a third world inhabitant who has to be a wagie to eat something.
Also Cioran's grave is in Paris you dumbfuck.
Jesus we need more people like him back in academia.
Nietzsche insight is rather impressive for someone who was that sickly and desperate. I don't think the übermensch is a delusion so much as some form of grand philosophical con to trick his contemporaries into better thinking and acting.
That said Cioran's analysis is not mislead for the most part.
Based. You know that you're chad the moment your woman stays with you even if you're a chronic insomnia affect writer with no income.
This guy is my hero now.
How did he get his hair like that?
b + rp
based NEET
Whenever I try to read people like Cioran, I just end up thinking, "Yeah I agree with this," and get bored. It happens with fiction of this sort as well. I was reading Gargoyles by Thomas Bernhard the other day, and after reading several examples of the grotesqueness of humanity, I just thought, "Yeah I knew already" and got bored. I still haven't finished the book and doubt that I will. It's expressed well, certainly, but I can't find much enjoyment in reading things that just sum up my own thoughts in a more eloquent way; at almost feels banal. It makes me think of pic related.
I agree with everything this guy says.
So how come when I make threads on Yea Forums saying the same shit, I get 90% of the thread being "REEEEEE" and "Heh grow up kid"?
>When Cioran eventually quit, the principal, to celebrate, drank himself into a stupor.
Currently reading this big guy from him, it's a huge stream of consciousness. Personally I find him brilliant and always on point to the things.
You should try reading non-fiction history.
Why do you make that suggestion? I ask because it's one of the few sorts of literature I haven't attempted reading in any meaningful capacity, so the idea intrigues me.
literally just get laid
perfect philosopher
for an american latenight talk show
You should read Anna Karenina. There's a nice scene with a painter, where he paints Anna's portrait and in the process reveals things about her nobody ever knew, but all those who look upon it only think "yes, that's exactly how I know her." The true artists reveals unseen things in ways that make you think you knew them all along.
When I was typing my post I was actually worried it would come off that way, arrogantly, as if I were claiming they had no original insights, that I'd thought of everything that they've said already, when that's not what I mean. Maybe it's more an issue of general perception. Like I'm being presented with thoughts that are in agreement with my overall view of things.
Beautiful
This is my philosophy.
>Nae Ionescu was a Romanian philosopher, logician, mathematician, professor, and journalist. Near the end of his career, he became known for his antisemitism and devotion to far right politics, in the years leading up to World War II.
>During the period when Sebastian and Ionescu were still on speaking terms, the latter had agreed to write the preface of Sebastian's book De două mii de ani... ("It's been two thousand years..."). Ionescu's introduction shocked Sebastian, who "loved and admired Ionescu", as it included several overtly antisemitic statements. Mircea Eliade recalls the incident in his autobiography:
>"Judah suffers because it must suffer," Nae had written. And he explained why: the Jews had refused to acknowledge Jesus Christ as their Messiah. This suffering in history reflected, in a certain sense, the destiny of the Hebrew people who, precisely because they had rejected Christianity, could not be saved. Extra Ecclesiam nulla salus.
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Genetics, David Lynch has the same hair.
>obsessed with suicide, yet lives to the ripe old age of 84
>harps on the courage of living, runs like a pussy to France
>after running to France, he then whines about being an "exile"
Passed on him long ago. Also he reads like a witty emo, but a vapid one nonetheless.
Attacks the author not the work, because that's what beta fags do when they're outmatched.
>b-but he was ill!
>Yes but what of his ideas.
>lol he was a pitiful invalid
>All right but...
>he's pathetic. I was reading his work and I was like "Have sex, lol"
Discarded.
Translated: Have sex, incel.
What a great thinker, indeed.
I'm pretty sure you would have easily killed yourself if you suffered from relentless chronic insomnia for 20 years of your life. Cioran had the incredible strength in remaining in total lucidity until the end despite the torture of Alzheimer. Not all of his edgy stuff is reasonable but one can definitely understand why and where it comes out from.
Cioran was a poet, not a philosopher. He clearly had no interest in arguing with rigorous counter-theories on the things, but he had the ability to be strictly pungent about the human side, always. He understood the misery of men in a unique way. That's why he found the idea of Ubermensch 'laughable', because he actually lived constantly in contact with the average people every night. He could find something unique even in the mediocre man at the bar and to be fascinated by. Despite what it seems Cioran was a very humble pessimist.
This is way the idea of a 'superhuman' sounded autistic and improbable to someone like him. I mean Nietzsche is one of my favorite philosopher, but it's true indeed, that only someone privileged who completely detached from the daily life and the daily people, with an extremely elitist vision could conceive that.
>Alzheimer
I wanted to say Parkinson, fuck.
Heh, talk about getting FUCKING NAE NAED, right guys?
>Interesting historical figure
>Look them up on Wikipedia
>Massive antisemite
Every time
Because you don't write as well as he did. Nietzsche was unironically right to put emphasis on aesthetics, opinions spread because they're well-written or framed in a catchy meme-friendly way.
ooff
Because unlike fiction, the characters, events, and situations portrayed actually happened and thus are more grounded in the human condition than anything someone can invent in their own minds. Also a well-written historical narrative is as enjoyable if not more so than a good piece of fiction. And the knowledge you gain from reading historical nonfiction is often applicable to contemporary events and society.
My point is precisely that your feeling is natural. If an insight doesn't instantly strike us as original it often will quickly be absorbed by the brain and rationalized in something that we knew all along. It's even easier when the writing is good, a solid part of good writing is making seem natural and effortless what is difficult and contrived.
The solution imho is to write. You'll realize how hard it is and naturally give more credit to the guys who can pull it off. Henry Miller said when he started writing he became much more forgiving and appreciative towards the books he read.
That or born from Jewish parents, sometimes both.
Ionescu's sentiment was pretty common among Christian thinkers at the time however.
good post
The new patron saint of lit
Pretty sure it was Alzheimer.
this kills the nee-chee-fag redditor
bump
You're right I was just mistaking.
>When Liiceanu visited him for the last time, [Cioran] looked exhausted. But he pulled himself together and his facial expression became "mild and polite." Although Cioran liked to mock people and did not spare them, I have the impression that he was well-mannered (he had one noble grandfather). And there were of course many embarrassing moments for the visitors. Liiceanu had brought the latest edition of Pe culmile disper? Ri, the book that Cioran debuted with in Romania in 1934. Cioran kindly took it and flipped through it, but he held it upside down. He then asked: "Who wrote it?" He must have realized what was going on with him, because he had asked his girlfriend earlier in that last year of his life 1995: "Finish me!"
So fucking sad bros...
It seems to me that the disgust he saw (and I do love that style, like Bukowski) only further shows that we need to overcome ourselves. Evolas take on Nietzsche was far more believable and redpilled imo. Nihilism is cancer
You need to get over yourselves.
There's nothing to overcome, there is no higher existence. This is it. People who can't handle that cling to religion or philosophy that tells them "It's ok little buddy, there's hope for a better world".
I agree. I think living in the natural state of man with very small social structures is the best way for us and religion/philosophy should only exist as a natural peoduct of those small structures. Bad people get the best station in life and everyone else is a slave in a prison they didn't ask for. That doesn't mean you have to be such a defeatist.
As far as "getting over yourselves" goes I think nihilists have a lot of catching up to do. Despite the words saying otherwise everything you say is really a cry for attention and in the end it is all about you.
Yep, this is it. Great observation. Be a good nihilist and keep observing that for 60 more years until you realize too late that you wasted your time being a pessimist because deep down you knew you had nothing positive to contribute. You honestly sound like a 14 year old.
A higher form a living is definitely possible. Behold the Epicurean man:
>The Epicurean man uses his higher learning to make himself independent from dominant opinions; he overlooks on these, while the Cynic confines himself to their denial. The former walks so to speak by the side of windless paths, in well-sheltered places, in the half-light, while over him, in the wind, the tops of the trees rustle and show him how much the world out there is worked up [Human, All Too Human § 275]. That's the ataraxia state Epicurus extolled as the end-goal and gods' condition; to be, at that moment, free from bad urge of wish [...] [Moral's Genealogy. § 6]. "A little garden, some figs, a piece of cheese, plus three or four good friends - that was the sum of Epicurus' luxuriousness [Human, All Too Human, II, part 2, § 192].
Your positivity won't save you.
There's nothing to be gained and nothing to be lost. When I die I'll die without regret because I lived life on my terms, not abiding by some feelgood wank about forging a brighter future.
>There is no negator who is not famished for some catastrophic "yes". - Cioran
>your positivity won't save you
No but it got me a family that I don't depress the hell out of. And save me from what? Entropy? Scale everything to universal proportions and of course none of this means anything. You are a human, an incredible design (I use that word loosely, not strictly) by nature to reduce the temperature gradient between the sun and the Earth. But you have an imperfect brain and that is a great thing! You can feel, you can be wrong, almost everything in existence is outside of your intuitive understanding! There are places to go and real (or maybe fake) progress to be made. We can wonder about things, be amazed by things, have such strong feelings about things that we will do completely irrational things in an attempt to satisfy those emotions. I beg you not to be mopey, regardless of where you hang your metaphorical hat. Life is worth experiencing.
>Life is worth experiencing.
I disagree
Then kill yourself coward
>but it got me a family
aha, the cat is out of the bag
Where does all that Cioran posting come from lately?
Why? There's no reason to.
doomers, duh. They're pretty prevalent here
I live in America so I'm not technically a third world inhabitant (depends on how you look at it). Also, Cioran is a Romanian, it doesn't matter to where he fled or what Parisian rock he scuttled under to twitch a few times and die.
>you dumbfuck
What was the point of that entire last sentence?
What is the conclusion to your statement?
"Life is not worth experiencing, therefore..."
Therefore what? You should kill yourself? You should not care at all about life and just keep your head down and live it with this question hanging in the air (like a chicken)?
>Therefore what?
Nothing. Therefore nothing. There's no good reason to live and no good reason to die.
>You should not care at all about life and just keep your head down and live it with this question hanging in the air (like a chicken)?
As opposed to walking around in delusion? It's not a choice for some of us, we just are this way. We can't even pretend to think like you.
Is life is worth experiencing for people who are affected by rare genetic diseases, deformity, chronic pain, malfunctions of different type and gravity, relentless illnesses which can constitute nothing but an existence made out of burden and absolute misery?
It always seems that people who claim out radiant positivity like you are relatively lucky and in the adeguate spontaneous position to make those positive assertions. Misery is a part of life, for a guy that is living happily with his family there's another one who's killing himself in his basement because no matter how he tried he couldn't reach happiness.
I do think that human existence is a trick. I don't think that life is inherently not worth to live, but exactly the human life is nothing but a dice game; you actually have control over small insignificant things but the most important ones are completely aleatoric and out of your reach. At the end of dices' throw it is decided if you are born to live and enjoy or struggle and suffer. There's no out.
On the Heights of Despair is a masterpiece.
>Based on our made-up meme of Nietzsche being either a covert or honorary Christian, it is now fedora to hate on Nietzsche instead of liking him. Basically a bunch of retarded memes. Other than that we have nothing to say.
Marcus Aurelius over Nietzsche that's so fucking reddit lol
Lol one of Nietzsche's core themes is that every work transparently reflects the strengths amd weaknesses of the author
I can easily find his books in most book shops so yes, I would assume so.
Friendly note that the source is worth reading.
Thanks
>reading Italian translations
What's wrong with you?
based Hungarian
>Friendly note that the source is worth reading.
It's not. It's just a long tirade along the lines of "antisemitism is bad, mkay?"
>Nothing. Therefore nothing. There's no good reason to live and no good reason to die.
So this is the power of nihilism? To do nothing? Why do you live, then? If there is no reason to live, why is there a reason to respond to my post in this moment, seeing as we are descendants of monkeys on a rock in a vacuum. When the world dies, everything, all the great works, the Shakespeares and Platos (or whoever you consider great) gone, forever, as if they had never even been there. No permanence to anything, at all. Are you a sheep who lives in ignorance of this or do you (like me) believe in a soul, which negates what I just said in its entirety.
>As opposed to walking around in delusion? It's not a choice for some of us, we just are this way. We can't even pretend to think like you.
If you dig deeper, my chicken, you will find the delusion is in you and not in me. Even it is not a choice, you can still change. A man does not choose to be born without legs but he still works around that insufficiency. If you find yourself pretending to think like me, you have already failed. I am no example.
>Is life is worth experiencing for people who are affected by rare genetic diseases, deformity, chronic pain, malfunctions of different type and gravity, relentless illnesses which can constitute nothing but an existence made out of burden and absolute misery?
Depends on whether or not you believe in a higher power. If there is a higher power, then yes, such a life is worth experiencing (assuming that the higher power is beneficent). If not, then it doesn't matter because nothing else matters. They will die just the same as you will die, and your/their suffering will have been as good as if it had never been.
>It always seems that people who claim out radiant positivity like you are relatively lucky and in the adeguate spontaneous position to make those positive assertions. Misery is a part of life, for a guy that is living happily with his family there's another one who's killing himself in his basement because no matter how he tried he couldn't reach happiness.
The guy living happily with his family might get a divorce and have his children taken away. The termination of his marriage might result in suicide. Misery is everywhere, and often those who experience great misery try to escape it while those who experience tolerable amounts of misery glorify it and extol its virtues.
>I do think that human existence is a trick. I don't think that life is inherently not worth to live, but exactly the human life is nothing but a dice game; you actually have control over small insignificant things but the most important ones are completely aleatoric and out of your reach. At the end of dices' throw it is decided if you are born to live and enjoy or struggle and suffer. There's no out.
Suffer well
Lol he's literally a shitposter Avant-la-Lettre
even his plays are shitposts honestly
There is no big Other
Holy fuck this image both angers and terrifies me at the same time. Just let him die holy fuck.
Overall, life is absolutely not worth experiencing.
>What's wrong with you?
I'm Italian.
spotted the Hungarian, lmao
They did call him the Diogenes of Paris.
This is why you shoot yourself on the edge of a skyscraper. Or on the side of a rowboat holding a cinderblock that is chained to your leg.
>I can't find much enjoyment in reading things that just sum up my own thoughts in a more eloquent way
I find that one of the most comforting things about literature desu. The fact that at least at sometime, somewhere someone knew that feel.
>Suffer well
Enjoy life, since you won the dice game.
Since I lost it, I will die by a severe nephropathic illness that will progressively turn me into a piece of meat attached to a machine, in absolute alienation and relentless agony with a state of existence no better that non-existing at all.
But yes, all of this was worth experiencing since ''there might be God at the end", even if this might be meaningless since there might be no state of existence after death, the same before your were born. It's indeed true that human life is only possible through illusion.
Fags too scared to kill themselves,
Why do Christians insist that antinatalist kill themselves? I mean they're the ones who think post-death is going to be the Cat's bees.
Were all gonna make it bros.
>D-due just b-believe in God!
Suicide is forbidden in Catholicism. You're suppose to earn your cake.
I'm sorry about your illness user.
spoken like a last man
Sorry user, I don't. I stole it from an library in a protestant church administrated by a couple of anarquists ten years ago and is in spanish.
I am going to pray for you today user. I dont know if you are open to religious thought but i recommend Simone Weil's Gravity and Grace. It helped me. I was thinking about suicide at the time i found out about it because someone here on Yea Forums recomended it randomly. For some reason i felt like i had to buy that book. The guy only wrote the name of the book and attached a portrait of the author. I waited 30 days for it to arrive and was surprised by it. There are people in this world that know our pains deeply. She knew mine. Maybe she knew yours too.
Pic somewhat related.
>Nothing matters, there is no purpose or afterlife.
So one could live a depressed, pessimistic life or a happy carefree life.
>I'll choose the sad
If life has no purpose, why not drink soma until you die? Suffering has no purpose either.
Do what you love now. Die first from fucking so many whores. Steal fresh meat from a lion kill. Too far gone? Write a manifest. Learn to fly a plane in steady level flight.
How many billions of past humans died from starvation in childhood? You have a lot more options than them. What could you be doing besides sadposting a Sudanese child knitting forum?
Unironically this should be a thing. I would like to know what /fit/ thinks about Cio.
I don't get it. Explain.
Did you ever consider that they might be right?
>When the world dies, everything, all the great works, the Shakespeares and Platos (or whoever you consider great) gone, forever, as if they had never even been there
Muh books
DAMN, MORRISSEY LOOKS LIKE THAT?!?
someone post the looney phenotype meme plz
>muh books
Not just books. Everything will disappear. From then on, what conclusions you draw depends on your personal beliefs (God vs no God, etc.)
Do what you will
Yeah but there's Hell so it's not exactly the bee's knees.
No idea what that means so please explain.
>Enjoy life, since you won the dice game
I actually didn't. I'm not going to spare you the sob story and just tell you my life hasn't been anywhere near consistent happiness or even neutrality (that you would expect a "normie" to feel).
I could've died long ago of asthma or been a fatass dependent on corticosteroids for the rest of my life (so said the doctors), amongst other illnesses and problems. I also have liver problems. I took measures and if I continue to do so I will live in relative health for as long as this body will take me. I'm not sure the same can be said of your nephropathic illness but remember- You miss 100% of the shots you don't make ( ;
>Since I lost it, I will die by a severe nephropathic illness that will progressively turn me into a piece of meat attached to a machine, in absolute alienation and relentless agony with a state of existence no better that non-existing at all.
Could you have prevented this? If no, why languish in pessimism and suffering? Think about what you can do at this point; do research regarding health and break away from modern medicine and its harmful drugs and "machines." But yeah, that sucks- I'll be praying for you (knowing but not caring that it's no consolation).
>But yes, all of this was worth experiencing since ''there might be God at the end", even if this might be meaningless since there might be no state of existence after death, the same before your were born. It's indeed true that human life is only possible through illusion.
If you believe there MIGHT be a God at the end, you're already walking on the wrong path. You have to believe whole-heartedly and have absolute faith, something you seem incapable of or averse to doing. Remember the Beatitudes
>lucky people get to be happy but others dont
Your attitude and happiness are entirely your fault and your responsibility. If you are sad you are choosing to be sad. This is healthy in certain circumstances and for a limited time (grieving the loss of a loved one) but will derail your entire life if you decide to remain in that state perpetually.
You are responsible for your own emotions. There are plenty of Buddhist practitioners that have debiltating mental conditions yet manage to enjoy life. You are choosing to be a depressive because you think you have an excuse to and I would bet money that you beg for pity whenever you get the chance, or take a complete defeatist and reductionist stance in every personal argument you ever have. Nihilism has been a perfect vehicle for the elite to take control of our society.
How can I be like him guys?
Nietzsche bois on suicide watch
Got the same felling with Book of Disquet
>t.